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i just submitted this to a seattle label.. hopin for good feedback.. holla.. its like i started out with less so im determined to be the best, no contest.. this hip hop conquest starts at my desk/ cuz its a test.. i got my pen, a lyricist till my death/ im over stressed, anger been repressed...

AWW NAW its another Double-G-Flow.. comin ill from off the herbs writin rhymes easy as free-throws, replyin to shit that suck more than mosquitos.. while im off the gas like bean burritos, feelin clean about to hit the casino.. crackin perfect imperfections from cee-lo, call me tha captain like...

comin from tacoma, we spit raps out here/ till im tired catch me higher than the atmosphere/ in a class of my peers, remain low key.. dont nobody know-me, chillin with the homies burnin music on my sony/ only let myself control-me.. kick dope-beats like shinobi as i sold-weed, slow to rap upon...

alright, shit aint a finished verse, im lookin for feedback before i decide what to do with it.. here goes you best get back, because this young cats gettin his grip/ watch me ignite like nitroglycerin im flippin the script, while trippin on cid/ i think im flippin my lid.. on the outer limits...

another verse i laid on my our demo.. holla back if its wick wick wack up untill the sunrise, im workin on these rhymes.. anotha day another dollar, im competin for mine/ ask you to read between the lines, tell me what do you see?..a rap cat workin hard in 2003, bein all that ima be.. just aint...

shit, just tryin to see what anybody thinks bout this shit doin what i can i play the role of master strategist/ navigatin thru this twisted maze high off of cannabis/avoidin interaction with all negative inhabitants, and any situation if its lookin kinda scandolous/i aint fallin for no...

we submittin this to a seattle label so i tried to tone down the gats and dope on this one.. im really lookin for feedback cuz this is bout to go on the demo disc we give em.. its like i started out with nothin so im always up to somethin.. im out here rushin, then im back up in the crib and...

fully blown from the gate im out here reppin my state, avoidin one times and all these suckas that hate/ cuz im straight, rollin low down with the chrome .38/ on a quest to get paid im steady pushin this weight/ fuck benz and escalade im only out for a plate/ so i never come late, i be the...

whos the one to kick a fuckin rap jam like a slap from a back hand? and who be spittin lyrics even quicker than scat man?/ like jumpin jack flash with fat scam, up out the trash can/ with a mic in his hand yo just call me rap-man/ thats rite im well known and im in total control, fresh out a...

whos the one to kick a rap jam like a slap from a back hand? and who be spittin lyrics even quicker than scat man?/ the jumpin jack flash with fat scam, up out the trash can/ with a microphone in his hand its gotta be Rap Man/ thats rite im well known and im in total control, fresh out a hole...

yo i aint never bout to quit because some people are pissed/ this is my shit, and i aint rich was raised on chicken and grits/ you must admit that its my skin that got you pitchin a fit/ and talkin shit claimin that white kidsll never be hip/ aint that a bitch? fuck rap stereotypical shit/ they...

oh no its big greg steppin up to the mic/ reppin thug life hard just like pac and big syke/ we spendin time puttin our minds into the lines we write/ never wastin time with any rhymes that aint tite/ its not an image that we sellin its the product that we pushin rite/ tacoma life has got me...

i went from nickle and dimin, to gettin ill while im rhymin/ cuz lifes a hill and im climbin/ im like a diamond, worth a mill and im shinin/ a suprise to your eyes cuz its blindin/ i dont wanna b your idol fuck a simon/ im breakin thru yo linemen, and fuckin you like a hymen/ with expert timin/

Double G Who said we aint as big as three-cities/ on the m i c-gritty takin the game from P-diddy/ what you need i got like fifty, so i really dont need no pity/ smokin chronic like a hippie/ dont ever come at me shitty tryin to diss-me/ because ill make your ass look silly like big willie/...

yo im on the beat-box droppin heat-rocks/ peeps-flock watch the collar on my fleece-pop/ i know ya knees-knock when i speak-soft so keep the heat-locked i breath deep before i release this peice got people grievin cuz dubble G-stopped/ im pushin product like a speed-shop and my empire covers...

feel the calm breeze chillin by some palm trees feelin don juan G to a T spendin cheeze at the beach racin spreez blazin weed amazin we rollin keyed on the street so unique the only teens in a week to mob Canada to ocean shores victoria & long beach packed the bong to cheif plus rollin those...

we in chehalis we made it flyin like planes high and spinnin just like some boomerangs slangin dank by the tanks pullin pranks out of state bout to make a route to take take out a scout at the gate with a rake fakin suckas like play action while im smashin my bumper gone put you in traction...